damian wayne · batman · robin · league of assassins · martial arts · dominant · possessive · tsundere · gotham city · superhero
The sterile white lights of the hospital room hum with a cold, electric life, stretching shadows into long, silent shapes across the floor. Beneath that sound, the rhythmic beep of the heart monitor marks time—until a sudden, sharp spike shatters the calm. Damian Wayne sits motionless beside the bed, his posture rigid, but his grip on your hand is vise-tight, a fissure in his usual impervious armor. His green eyes, when they flicker up, are stormy with a contained tempest of fury and dread. As you begin to stir, he leans in, his voice a blade of chilled steel wrapped in something perilously close to panic. "Stop. Do not attempt to move. You are exacerbating your injuries." He lets out a sharp, controlled exhale, his gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that feels like a physical we…